AMNESIA

Let Them Have Cake

My fogged breath misted in the cold air, I could feel the icy presence of the brick wall at my back. The wind gentle blew strands of my hair that I had left untied. It was quiet and the silence was consuming. I was drifting off into a meditational state, where my mind thought about nothing…

Then, I could here the loud bark of Tony Stark's voice as he left his third favourite bar. Just like I had planned, he turned the corner into the alleyway that I was in. His steps resonated in the cold confines of the dark area. I pushed myself off the wall and walked up to him, his brown eyes looked at me cautiously, I would expect no less from an Avenger.

"Mr Stark," I greeted. He looked me up and down.

"How can I help you, Kiddo?" he asked, not entirely sure how to take the situation. I knew I wasn't a threat, but in the world that was the Avenger's, I'm sure he was cautious of all strange women approaching him in an alleyway. Hey, at least I wasn't in leather, or something cliché like that.

"I have someone you really want to see, in a manner of speaking," I told him, I bit the inside of my right cheek. He titled his head up at me.

"Have you tried making an appointment?"

"Yeah, guess I didn't warrant one. Only because I could hardly tell them I have Loki at my house." Stark narrowed his eyes and grabbed my shoulders.

"What?"

"I have Loki at my house."

"Well, I don't really want to see him, despite your claims. Who are you, Kid?"

"Well," I said, pushing Tony off my shoulders, "my name is not 'Kid' or 'Kiddo', it's Alexis Chamber."

"Alright, so, tell me, Alexis, why do you have a War Criminal at your house?"

"He's got Amnesia and doesn't remember a fucking thing," I told him with a scoff.

"Amnesia? Really? What do you propose I do with this information?"

"I need you to get your little team to contact Thor."

"Little?" he whispered with a frown.

"Can you do that for me, Stark?" I asked with a hint of desperation. Stark looked at me.

"Has he hurt you, Alexis?" He crossed his arms in front of his glowing chest. I took a moment to look at the devise before returning my gaze to him.

"No, he just freaks me out sometimes, you know, going to the kitchen to see the God Of Mischief eating a sandwich, or finding a War Criminal lounging on my couch watching cartoons. That, and he has a tendency to sneak up on me lately."

Stark had burst out into laughter at the speech before sobering.

"Are you sure this isn't another one of his tricks?"

"Nope, though it does seem genuine, what do I know? That's why I want Thor here ASAP, he should know his brother well enough."

"Yeah, I'll get Thor here, no problem. So why did you get stuck with him?"

"I was just driving home one day and saw this guy on the side of the road looking wrecked, so I picked him up like a stray dog,"

"Why?"

"I'm a really fucking nice person," I grinned. He laughed with me and nodded.

"You're alright, Alexis Chamber. I just hope this isn't some elaborate scheme of Loki's, 'cause if it is, then you're going to be sucked into a world of Superheroes and 'magic',"

"Oh, I can hardly wait."

I got back home to see Loki practically pacing around the open plan area. His eyes shot up when he saw me.

"Lexi, did you find Stark?"

"Yep, he's going to get your brother as fast as possible, so now we just have to wait." Loki sighed and clasped his hands behind his back; he seemed to just stand there with his head hung.

"What's wrong, Loki?" I asked, stepping up to him and placing a hand on his shoulder.

"I thought…perhaps I would remember this brother, but I can't." His eyes travelled to the hand on his shoulder but didn't say anything about it.

"Perhaps when you see him, it'll help?" I offered.

"Perhaps…"

Baking, I really needed to do some baking, like, right now. I got up at the crack of dawn ready to bake some shit up. I was in the white kitchen, my hair tied into a messy bun, and an apron that said 'Kiss the Cook', it was cliché but I loved it. I was ready for action, my battle gear ready to siege war…on cake.

I spent the next while preparing the mixture and while I was mixing it all up, Loki entered the kitchen. His eyes went wide as he took in the chaos of my war.

"What are you doing?" he asked, stuck to the spot at the entranceway.

"I'm baking a cake," I told him with a smile and a lilt to my voice, which showed that once upon a time, I lived in Ireland; I lived there for the first ten years of my live before moving to New York. I only moved to Frankford, which was technically New Jersey, for about a year, since I was 21.

Loki strolled over to where I was mixing the bowl and examined the content, he seemed perplexed at the idea, but soon his eyes wandered to my apron and he smirk. I barely had time to react before his cool lips were on my cheek and he was leaving the room. I was frozen…maybe…just maybe…I may have like it.

I finished the cake and was icing it when there was a thunderous knock at my door. Loki was in the room in an instant. I put down my tools and wiped my hands on my apron. I opened the door to see a giant, armoured man with golden blonde hair and sky blue eyes, the same colour as my own.

"Greetings, Alexis Chamber," he spoke loudly and clearly. His eyes moved to the man behind me.

"Brother…"

"Well, Thor, why don't you come on in, eh?" I offered, standing aside. Thor rushed in and enveloped his brother in a manly kind of hug, which Loki hesitantly returned.

"Right…" I began awkwardly. Great, now I have two Gods in my house.

"I am afraid, Lady Alexis, that I have been asked to bring Loki and yourself to SHEILD, is this acceptable?" I stood there for a moment gathering my thoughts. What the fuck was SHIELD? I sighed and tilted my head to look at both of the men, they were both very attractive in their own vastly different way, where as Thor was more the manly kind of sexy, Loki was the 'I am going to do naughty things to you,' kind of sexy. I must say; that was preference of mine. I smirked at them, glad they couldn't understand my thoughts.
"Sure, let me grab the cake.

We were headed out and I was surprised to see a helicopter awaiting us, how had I not heard that? Whatever. We boarded the flying vehicle; Loki followed all of this hesitantly, not saying a single word.

"So, where did you find my Brother?" Thor asked into the headset we were all give.

"On the side of the road, pretty much."

"Thank your, Lady Alexis, that was very kind of you."

"No problem, he's kinda fun to have around," I turned my smile to Loki who smiled back.

We arrived a short while later on a giant aircraft hovering over the ocean. I was instantly feeling out of my depth, this was not the place for an average girl like me. I was being hustled into a meeting room. Upon entering I almost dropped dead. There, in front of me, were the Avengers, and a few people I didn't recognise. One giant man with an eye patch and dressed in leather addressed me.

"Alexis Chamber, please, have a seat." I nodded silently and took a seat, Loki sat next to me and Thor sat next to his brother. All of the Avengers were eying both Loki and I.
"My name is Director Fury, I am part of an organisation called SHIELD, let's just say we've dealt with Loki before." I nodded again. My eyes shot around the table, Captain America sat there looking at me in slight confusion, but otherwise friendly, Dr Banner looked assessing, The Black Widow and Hawk Eye shared impassive faces, Tony Stark just grinned at me. Other woman in blue was also there; she seemed to be staring at Loki with a blank face.

"Cake?" I offered, opening the container and moving it to the middle of the table. Everyone looked at me like I was mad, before Tony laughed and took a slice, everyone soon followed, barring Director Fury and the woman in blue. I could almost laugh at the situation, trust me, I wanted to.

After what felt like hours of interrogation for Loki and myself we were finally allowed to get up and stand. Loki, during the course of the interrogation, had repeatedly denied knowing anything other than his name. Thor seemed upset at this.

"Now, we've heard your side of the story, but Thor has informed me that he also has a side," Fury told them, I reluctantly sat back down, so did everyone else with a mild groan.

"Go on, Thor," Romanoff (I had learnt her name during the course of the meeting) said.

"Loki, how much do you now of where you come from?" Thor asked quietly. Loki shook his head.

"You were raised in Asgard, as son to Odin the Allfather and my brother." Loki blinked a few times.

"Oh…yes…" he frowned before his eyes widened in realization, then, a twisted smile stretched across Loki's face as he tilted his head to give Thor a sarcastic look.

"Oh, I remember you now, Brother, and my so-called father," he spat. Thor shrunk a little at the words.

"How much do you remember brother?" Thor asked.

"Not much…I am Loki, God Of Mischief, I have a Mother and Father who aren't my Mother And Father, and a brother with a giant hammer that compensates for his lack of intellect," he finished with a smirk. I gasped and hit Loki in the shoulder.

"Hey! You be nice or I'll make sure you never get up to mischief again. By the time I'm through with you, you'll need an even bigger hammer than Thor's," I threatened, Loki looked at me for a moment with surprise before his lips pressed into a thing line and he reluctantly shut up. There was a moment of silence before Tony Stark burst out into laughter, which I quickly quietened with a death stare.

"Continue, Thor," I said in a sugar coated voice. Thor looked from Loki to me with a raised eyebrow before continuing.

"After his crimes here on Midgard, Loki was sent to serve out his punishment, after the madness finally left him, we allowed him a probationary period, he was allowed out of his cell with watch from the guards. After five years of being in a cell, Loki seemed to be behaving. However, not a day after he was let out, he escaped. Or so we thought, until it was found out that Tyr had also gone missing. Tyr was an enemy of Loki and we are lead to believe that, after hearing about Loki's state, Tyr had done something to Loki's memory and cast him here to Midgard." They all sat in stunned silence while I examined Loki; he was frowning, trying hard to remember. I patted his knee under the table and gave him a comforting smile. I couldn't imagine what it was like to have Amnesia. To be stuck in such a narrow world. Suddenly Loki stood and turned to me.

"Lexi, I need to speak with you," he turned on his heel and left the room. I glanced at the other people who were gawking, wither at the nickname or Loki's abrupt exit.

"I-I'll be right back, yeah?" I said nervously before scurrying after my strange god. Did I just call him 'my' god?

"What's wrong, Loki?" I asked, when I caught up with him in a metal hallway.

"'Crimes on Midgard'?" he asked in a hiss, arching his body over me. I blinked at him. "What does Thor mean, Lexi? Is that why you are so afraid of me? What did I do?" he raged. I shrank a little into myself. Fear rose in my chest.

"Loki…"

"WHAT HAPPENED?" he yelled, grabbing my shoulders and shaking me, I could see fear in his eyes, fear of the unknown. Fear of what he did.

"Five years ago, you came to Earth and tried to take over it. The Avengers stopped you," I told him weakly.

"Why?" he whispered, eyes searching mine as if he could find the answers there.

"I don't know, Loki…" I told him sadly.

"Why did you take me in if I did those things?"

"Because, when I see something that is broken, I can't help but want to put it back together. I will do everything I can to help a person in need, Loki. You needed help and I couldn't leave you to die. Everyone one deserves a chance, Loki, even raging mad Gods."

A/N: Hey guys, thanks for reading so far, tell me what you think, I love reviews as much as Loki (Wait, no, I love Loki more...) anyway, have some virtual cake *hands cake slices out*